[Lovebite]

The bartender looked the other man over as he cleaned a glass with a rag over his knuckles,"What's it to ya?"He asked in return, raising an eyebrow, remembering the stranger fleeing and leaving him with this bullshit anyway. The entire time he had no idea what to do or how to help the laboring man, it wasn't common to be doing any of this, let alone dealing with men like them. "Leave your gun here."He nodded his head towards the counter, placing down the glass in his own hands beneath it.